Gyu Ri’s POV

As soon as the elevator’s door opened, I practically ran all the way home with the box of chocolates clutched tightly in my hands.

I had a reason to be excited; it was Jong Hyun’s birthday and I’m going to give him a nice surprise. We haven’t been able to meet for about 2 weeks, so I wanted this occasion to be really special for us.

I had planned to cook for him his favourite dish and set up a candlelight dinner for us. And then, probably who knows; he might have a ring waiting for me. A girl could hope right?

I unlocked the door to his apartment with the spare keys he had given me and threw open the door.

Surprisingly, I didn’t find him sprawled in front of the television like he usually does.

He must be in his room, I thought to myself.

Quietly, I tiptoed towards the direction of his room. As I got closer, I breathed in the strong scent of a woman’s perfume. I scrunched up my nose. Where was this smell coming from?

His door was opened ajar, so I crept quietly and pushed it wider.

And I wished I hadn’t.

What I saw made me froze on the spot, my face turned ashen.

This couldn’t be happening. I must be having a bad nightmare.

“Gyu Ri,” he spoke up first, his expression just as shocked as I was.

“I can explain,” he started when he saw me still standing there motionless.

I stared at him and glance coolly at the woman beside him. Seems to me there was nothing more to explain. Everything was perfectly clear.

Without a word, I made my way out of the bedroom and picked up my bag in the living room. I took out his apartment keys from my bag and threw it on the table. I didn’t see the use of keeping it anymore.

On my way out, I dumped the box of chocolates in the trash bin. If he wanted to eat it, he could pick it up himself.

Not until I was clear out of the way, hidden in my car, did I let the heartbroken tears flow.